One hundred and thirty-two from the dead

: Zhen Jingjing, who was very frightened in her heart, exited the bedroom and closed the door slamming shut.

The scene just now still stimulated her heart, and now her heart rate has been increasing.

There are more than a dozen possibilities in my mind, and the more I imagine it, the more scared I become.

How many times have you died in this house? Or does it mean that every time you die, it means that you have tried to leave this house once.

At this time, the knocking on the door was more violent, and the frequency of the loud noise was much faster.

This made Zhen Jingjing even more scared, thinking in her heart, is it that every time she wants to find a key prop, her "parents" will rush in and kill herself?

No matter what, the first strike is stronger. Zhen Jingjing turned her heart sideways, since this is the case now, what is the soft-heartedness, these two people are definitely not her parents.

Running to the kitchen, Zhen Jingjing picked up a knife and hid behind her. Then wait behind the gate, waiting for the moment when the mother outside the door breaks the door and comes in.

The gate seemed to be constantly hit by a huge force, and Zhen Jingjing could see the vibration of the gate with the naked eye, as if the whole door was about to be knocked away.

The knife in her hand couldn't help but clench a little, Zhen Jingjing didn't know if it was right to do this, although she knew that these two people were not her parents, but she still had a feeling in her heart that she couldn't do it.

She was afraid that all this was true, and if it was true, then she would be an unfilial and inhumane perverted murderer.

struggled in her heart, and the scene she saw in the bedroom made Zhen Jingjing's murderous intent firm as soon as she thought of it, and at the same time, when she heard her mother's voice, she couldn't bear to do it.

The struggle of ideas was very strong, and there were tears in the corners of Zhen Jingjing's eyes, but this time it was not because of the smell, but because there was a sense of sadness spreading in her heart.

"Jingjing open the door, Jingjing, what are you doing?"

Outside the door, the mother was still shouting.

Zhen Jingjing in the house ignored her, the pungent smell here made Zhen Jingjing's heart more and more ruthless, and every time she thought of the row of corpses in the bedroom, the killing intent in her heart became even stronger.

The door was slammed open with a huge force, and the entire door was knocked out.

This power made Zhen Jingjing smack, if this was the power of "mother", then the chance of her being able to defeat her was almost zero.

Unless the sneak attack is successful, there is no way to kill her.

"Jingjing, Jingjing."

A figure rushed in, this was the figure of the "mother", Zhen Jingjing, who was hiding in the door, did not hesitate, followed closely with an arrow, and the knife in her hand stabbed into the back of her neck.

Immediately she screamed and fell to the ground.

"Jingjing, you... You... Do? Why? ”

Mother's eyes were full of disbelief, she looked at Zhen Jingjing deadly, she would never have thought that she would attack her from behind and attack her so ruthlessly.

"Don't call me Jingjing, you're not my mother."

Although there was a trace of unbearability in her heart, the stench of decay reminded Zhen Jingjing that the person in front of her was not her mother, and she might even be a murderer who had killed her many times, so she squatted down and fell on her "mother" one after another.

Immediately, blood splattered, and Zhen Jingjing's clothes were full of bright red.

It seemed that such a scene touched something deep in her heart, Zhen Jingjing felt that she wanted to cry a little, her lips moved, and she seemed to be saying a silent sorry.

The lights in the hall flashed a few times, as if even the lights were afraid of Zhen Jingjing, who killed people without blinking, the lights flickered, and then went out.

Only the light in the bedroom was still on, as if telling the image inside.

Zhen Jingjing touched the blood on her face, this time in addition to feeling guilty and guilty in her heart, she didn't feel anything else.

After all, in the dream world tested by newcomers, she killed a lot of clones.

Glancing down the hallway, there was no one inside.

Although I know that this is a dream world, I still need to take the necessary measures.

If what happened here is seen by others, I don't know if the difficulty will escalate, Zhen Jingjing feels that it is better to be cautious.

Besides, leaving the house is only the first step, if you want to really leave the dream world, it is estimated that you have to find a lot of key props, otherwise, there is no way to really wake up.

It took a lot of effort for Zhen Jingjing to push the door back to the door and cover the door.

In this way, no one will find it for the time being.

However, the smell here is really pungent, and if it spreads outside, it will soon be discovered.

There is not much time left for Zhen Jingjing, she must find the key props right away and get out of here.

Covering her nose again and entering the bedroom, Zhen Jingjing began to rummage.

The room was quickly turned into a mess by her, and she even rummaged through the corpses that looked exactly like herself, but she didn't find anything.

This was beyond Zhen Jingjing's expectations.

According to her own speculation, this prop should be in the bedroom, but now that nothing has been found, Zhen Jingjing doesn't know what to do.

But she thought of a question, the ones on this wall couldn't be clones, maybe they were the ones they killed.

It's just that she didn't expect to appear in this dream world, Zhen Jingjing felt strange, but she couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Jingjing, what are you looking for?"

A voice came in from outside the door, which immediately made Zhen Jingjing, who was rummaging through the items, break out in a cold sweat.

This voice is the mother's, shouldn't she have been killed by herself?

How can it be!

Her words frightened Zhen Jingjing's whole person into motionless, only her head slowly turned around, wanting to see what was going on.

Although the fear and anxiety in my heart are very intense, in such a situation, I can only force myself to face it.

After all, no one will come to save themselves.

The face turned around, and the angle could not see the situation outside the door, and at this time, a face suddenly appeared in Zhen Jingjing's line of sight, only more than ten centimeters apart.

"What are you looking for?"

This can scare Zhen Jingjing so much that she crawls backwards, this face is nothing else, it is her mother's face.

She showed a weird smile and was looking at Zhen Jingjing.

How is this possible, Zhen Jingjing was shocked in her heart, didn't she already stab her to death? Could it be that the people in this dream world need special props to kill?

In an instant, Zhen Jingjing's heart was full of flavors, and this test was too cheating.

If you hadn't known that this was a dream world, you would have thought it was a ghost.

Gripping the knife in his hand, he mustered up the courage Zhen Jingjing and stabbed her directly into the head.

The tip of the knife stabbed straight into her eye socket, and she pushed Zhen Jingjing away, screaming in pain.

The handle of the knife was still outside the eye socket, and it looked terrifying now.

She screamed, letting out an unpleasant scream that was not human at all.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhen Jingjing rushed out with a rolling belt, closed the bedroom door heavily, and then found something to jam the doorknob, causing the door to be stuck.

After doing all this, Zhen Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief.